Through my hands pass the lines and threads of life. By embroidering them I turn into visibility the unseen, the conscious as well as the subconscious, the darkness and the light. The work carries itself on without any preliminary plans; new routes are found spontaneously. Presence, feelings and images are transferred into the works. I am a mediator: a slip of a needle, drop of blood, I am alive.
Needle is my paint brush, colours live in my heart. Moments, words and expressions. Pearls, playing cards and stones. I use my needle and thread to make recollections of people, passages of time and the sacredness hidden in everyday life. I search traces of the past and the future in fabrics, old and new, dyed and recycled. Bits of thread, teared fabrics, stains, seams and holes are messages.
In my works I combine hand embroidered pieces with machine embroidered, add buttons, rowanberries, rose leaves, old jewelry, pike backbone vertebrae, luscious velvets and translucent silk organza. I have got the touch of the materials, the richness of them, at my fingertips.
Embroidering requires peacefulness, silence and a state of concentration. The meditative nature of embroidery links it to the great festivals of life, such as birth, marriage and death - to the eternal course of life, which I am a part of. The laborious method of embroidery, thousands of stitches and numerous work hours bring along sacredness and dignity, which makes me want to compose myself.